a delicate amber oasis
called into questions
for malpractice
censorship is mild
call for an exorcist
can’t we see where this ends
i want you to know
all of you
even the pretenders
the conspicuous
delicate in deed
brutal in practice
envious little child
you have not wronged me
i wish you had
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